My late mother watched what I think was entirely too much situation comedy television; it made her crack wise, like, ALL the TIME. Sometimes it got a little too much. “Mom,” I would say, “you’re driving me crazy!” To which she would reply, That’s not…
First, happy birthday to me! Seventy-one, that’s how. This box and its contents were gathered during the early seventies, when I was in college. I still use these sometimes, although I don’t correspond by paper mail very often. In case you don’t know, those colorful…
At this point, I’ve been posting so long I don’t want to go back and search to see if I’ve done something before, so bear with me. Or, you know, don’t. I ain’t the boss of you. ANYWAY, this was a joke my grandpa liked,…
